Hum, no women have stepped up yet?

me me me me pick me!

Nikky for real, the baton is passed to u, pls shoot

part 3 - from this day forth...

Now, after all these tribulations our marriage day drew closer. We'd set it for February 14th and yes, it was possible on that day - lucky us. A Valentine's day marriage. It was a lovely day, sunshine, about 17 °C - very rare for February in Brussels. We had our marriage ceremony inside a castle of the commune of Molenbeek in Brussels. I didn't even know it existed: a small castle in the middle of the capital of Europe, surrounded by a park with a few ponds, lots of Oak trees and a well tended lawn. It was an absolutely splendid location and very fitting for the occasion.

The official part was a bit confusing. We actually decided to have our marriage in French, even though it's not my mother tongue. We did it because the document from the court that allowed us to marry was in French. Once everything got underway. My witness was supposed to be translating everything the official said to my wife, but as he's not that fluent in French (and you know how incomprehensible the official lingo can be ) another friend of mine had to step in to do the translation. After a few minutes everything went smooth, we put the rings on each others fingers, did the kissing thing and were off for a couple of hours of relative quiet with the invitees in our house before the real party would start.

Stay tuned for part 4....

woah..nice *claps*..sounds a cool story for the romeo/julliet case

nike4luv:

woah..nice *claps*..sounds a cool story for the romeo/julliet case

No vendetta's here All mellow and sweet

As for me, you can read all about my marriage at www.moji-taiye.faithweb.com No need I say much here.

nferyn you a the bomb here. everyone is waiting for part four.

I think maybe some are afraid to post because Nferyn's story is so good!

Come on ladies!

Nike, who has the baton? Someone better take it and post!

Seun, this is harder than i thought.
Nferyn, lemme see if i can compare with yours (i doubt it)
Vexxy, here goes nothing!

- How you met your husband or wife.

I met my hubby on the 20th of September, 1997. We were both in the University of Benin, I was in year 1 and he was in Yr 3. We both lived in the same Estate (off campus) and he saw me walking by a lot (he was always watching out for me- he told me so later) cos I had to go past his block of flats to get to my block. Anyway, the first Impression he cast on me was that he and his friends (there were really only 4 of them guys living in a 3 bedroom flat but as a result, they had a lot of guys coming around to hang out with them) always used to whistle at me and shout, "hey! hello!wassup", so I generally used to dread coming back from whereever. I used to notice that there may be only 1 or 2 people standing in the balcony, but by the time I got close to the building, the guys at the balcony would have alerted the rest of the gang and they would all come out of their rooms to call out to me when I walked by.
This happened for about a month or so, so I kinda got used to it and didn't think too much of it.............
On the 20th of September however, I remember this day was a Saturday. I had just come back from Town, where I went to buy some stuff for the weekend. When I got bak, I saw some of the guys and they were like Hi! Watsup? I didn;t answer them, I just went on my way and walked str8 to my flat! (I shared a flat with 3 guys-one of whom was my elder brother! and my room-mate, who was(is still) my cousin-we were both in Year 1 then)
Now, my hubby told me this bit later. He discussed on that day me with one of his family friends who had come to his place for the first time that day. He was also in year 1.
he told him there was this girl (me) he fancied and he didn't know how to get some1 introduce us. He told the guy that he learnt I was in year 1 and I lived in a flat with my cousin and brother! Anyway, by the time I passed their flat on my way in, the guy had seen me and he was like, "oh! This girl, I know her, she's in my class....................................He came up to my flat with my to be hubby, introduced us, and the rest as they say, is history!

I'll do this like nferyn and take it in stages................
Watch out for Part 2 (like the nigerian home movies! )

HI,

Sorry I AM NOT YET MARRIED.SO I HAVE NOTHING TO TALK ABOUT THIS TOPIC

fabian, your account is lovely. Thanks for dsharing and I hope more women will come on board. As I told you by PM, you have proved yourself to be the "most womanly woman" on this forum. The adage, "what a man can do, a woman can do better", is now more believable.

Part 2, please! (there is no competition here, each story is unique!)

Thanks for the compliment Seun! I'll say it again, I'm almost blushing!

Part 2

- What attracted you to your husband or wife.

What attracted me to my hubby was the fact that he was shy, yet he could clearly tell me how he felt about me. he also encouraged me in my schoolwork, although we were in different Faculties- i was in the Sciences and he in Social Science. He made me develop a reading culture- This is not easy when you aren't used to depriving yourself of sleep to read.
His looks didn't hurt none either!

- Who proposed marriage, and how.

He told me from the day we met that he wanted me to be his wife, bla,bla bla. I just laffed it off although I liked him from the start!
I can't honestly say there was exactly a day when he went on benbed knee to say 'Will you marry me?" but he was always kinda calling me his wife from the word go.
Anyway, there's this ex-classmate of his who travels to Italy to buy Gold accessories- that's her trade. He took me to her shop supposedly to by a pair of earrings in 2001 and next thing I knew, I was trying on engagement rings!

- Who opposed the marriage, and how you prevailed.

Truly, no one. His parents had been told about me ages before I met them (his parents are seperated and he kinda tilts toward his mum as per his dad remarried and all, I met his mum in 2001 and his dad 2 weeks to our wedding!)
My family had all met him at some point or talked to him on phone -except my parents, of course.
I told my mum about hin in '98 and my dad got to know him when he came to ask for my had officially! Everyone thought my dad would object, with me being his 'Pet', the 4th child and as per no child of his was married at the time, but he took it well cos he liked him on sight and the fact that I was marrying someone he felt was young and really loved me didn't hurt either!


The third and final part will be on Friday cos I gats to go pick my baby from daycare!!

My own long o. Infact he go reach part 10. So I won't want to stress you doing the reading. Its not always easy reading from the monitor. Maybe I should publish it and ask you guys to buy. I don't want Layi to use my story for home video.

Yours can't be as long as mine!

Stay tuned.




All ears are twitching now!

How'd You Meet Your Husband/Wife

It started when I was forced to take on a part-time job. I was living on my own and had been dating a gentleman who depleted my funds. I was in need of some extra money so I decided to take on a part time job and get myself back to where I had been before meeting my ex boyfriend.

I had been working for a security company before I moved on to my current job. I left on great terms so much so that the director hired me on the spot under my own terms of what my schedule would be. I began the next week in the dispatch office in the evenings from 5p to 10p. It was my job to watch the cameras and dispatch officers within the mall. It was that first night that I met him.

I called him down to “base” for a lunch break. He was only known to me as Unit 22. Just a voice saying, “10-4, I’m 10-26.” As he came down and approached the dispatch office he had the most beautiful smile I’d seen in a long time. His eyes were kind, his smile was warm and genuine. He stretched out his hand and introduced himself.

It just so happened that it was my break as well. Another officer came to relieve me and I headed to the break room where I saw Unit 22 eating his dinner and reading a book. I sat next to him and looked at the title of the book he was reading. I then looked around and noticed that he had a book bag. I didn’t want to sit in quietness so I struck up a conversation with him. I asked him about school and to tell me about the book he was reading. We only had a 15 minute break period but we stayed and talked for 2 hours.

He told me where he was from (Sierra Leone), he told me how he got here (as a refugee from the war), and he told me that he was in school with the dream of becoming a college professor. He seemed so intelligent, funny, and easy to talk to. The conversation ended with me saying, if you’re going to be a professor, I want you to teach my children. He smiled and we went our separate ways.


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ahhh, come on seun!

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I met my husband Sept, 1991. I was very young then, I had always told my mum and every one around that I was going to get married at 18, I thought i was kidding but the power of the tongue caught up with me. I had heard alot of good about Matthew (My husband) but thought he was much older and could not think of marrying me, but he did and to my shock he said " ... I am NOT looking for a girlfriend, I want a wife and I see those qualities in you". I had a good laugh first, cos it looked like he was acting a movie. That was in the hospital where my mum was lying ill.

Oct 10th was his birthday, so he took us out to dinner at Durbar Hotel in Kaduna. There he proposed in front of everyone, I was highly touched, moved by his thoughtfulness and romantic taste (He was my kind of dream man, tall, dark, intelligent and handsome gentle military man), I could not help but say Yes! He swept me off my feet, gave a big hug and kissed me passionately. He was irresistable.

... And because he was looking for a wife, we started planning our wedding, by December 22nd, we were married, there was no opposition, he had good records and was lovable. He loved me I MUST CONFESS. He helped with every thing, he had a horrible voice but loved singing to me, his favourite song goes like this

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My Darlin, how are you doin
My darlin come near min
you are the only one which God has given you to min
My darlin come and kissy your husband.

My honey moon was at my Village, a place called wedi mission (meaning missionaries quaters). It was a beautiful quite peaceful area over looking the river Gongola. If every egg were to be ferterlized, I would have had 1000000000000000000000000000000
kids then, but God said No until six months later. I started getting worried about not concieving immediately but he was there all the way, he had so much faith and kept saying, "It is you I love and want to live the rest of my life with, children are secondary, besides they will come at God's time". Thank God she come on the 7th of May 1993. We wanted a boy but SHE CAME and he named her Eremo (God's Will).

Second week of Sept 1993, he was involved in a fatal motor accident, was hospitalized at the National Hospital Gwagwalada. Four days later (Will brief you another day) I lost my love, my life on the 15th of Sept. He was a perfect Husband and a wonderful father (Wished he lived longer to love her more and the other unborn kids), I had no regrets falling in love with him, if I had to live ten more lives, I will marry him over and over again. I do not think I would have been unfaithful and if he had not gone to be with the Lord, We would have lived forever... LOVE COVERS MULTITUDE OF SINS and LOVE VANISES WHEN GROWTH STOPS. The mind makes or breaks a home. He told me, there was a day in US he walked into a restaurant to have lunch, while he was sitting alone, he noticed a couple in their (About Eighties) walking in, the old man opened the door for his old wife to come in, pulled a chair for her to sit down, went over to sit, then picked up her hand and kissed, while he was ordering for the food, he was busy robbing her hand.That moved him to get married and promised to love his wife till old age (A promise he broke). but man proposes and God ...

angelaZ, i've read ur account over and aver again. i share in ur pain. its the most devastating thing under the sun, losing ur husband. angelaZ, i think i'll share my story too.

@ AngelaZ

Your story is touching. May the peace of the Lord be with you and yours always

AngelaZ: In addition to what the others have said, I also want to add that you're also fortunate lady because what you had in a few years of marriage (loving husband, fruit of the womb) some people have been seeking and have not found for decades.

MSY: You know that I'm not going to let you rest until your story becomes a Romeo and Juliet story, right?

To this day , i can't say what attracted me to her.

You said it yourself: she's very smart.  You seem to have forgotten how hard it is to find such a brilliant woman in the market! Don't worry, we're one big family and we're going to help you whether you ask for it or not!

I got married when I was 22 years old and my wife was 21 years old then. That was 5 years ago...
I will feed you details soonest.

@ AngelaZ: God will surely make your child fulfil his destiny and God will be with you.

@ MSY: 1,2 and 3 very interesting.
4 - 8: God can still bring back the good old loving days, dat made you answer yes to your pop's question

How i met my husband.
i met my husband in 1996. i work for a large establishment and was on my way to work that morning. he was on his way out of the premises when i walked past him, i didnt even notice him. unknown to me, he turned around and slowly followed me. unfortunately for him one of our shuttle busses came and i boarded but rather than turn and walk away he just stood there and watched the bus. it moved a short distance and stopped, he saw me come down and entered my office block, he then turned around and went his way.
several days later( he had made enquiries about my name, office phone no etc) i received a call in the office from a strange man who introduced himself as engr....
"i saw you some days back and i'll like to meet you, can i come to your office"
" oh yes, why not", i was looking forward to envangelising this man. i pictured him to be middle- aged, pot bellied, bald and very much married and i was just itching to tell him what the bible says about womanising and adultery.
so when he came i was taken aback, here was a very young man, very handsome man, i was pleasantly surprised. we got talking, i found that he was born-again& no need for my sermon, etc.
fell in love with him almost immediately.

who proposed?

he did.

who oppossed?

everyone.
from my parents to my colleagues, a few of his relations, friends, neighbours etc.
REASON?
he's yoruba and i'm igbo!
how did we prevail?
of course we prevailed because we were in love and wouldnt take no for an answer. then God stepped in. miraculously my parents turned around and agreed then it all went smoothly hence.

wedding/honeymoon

got married with all the 'noise' we could afford to make then way back in 1997. didnt go anywhere special for our honeymoon. we couldnt afford it. (we made up for it down the line, though)
things started looking up for us, soon after and we made tremendous progress financially. a year later we were blessed with a boy. everything was going smoothly, the thought of cheating never crossed my mind and i could swear the same goes for him. life couldn't have been better. then i had my second kid and trouble started........


to be continued....

@MSY
miracles still happens. do you believe in miracles?

hmm ... it'll be one hell of a miracle .
its very simple , i am not happy .
and i'm getting old .

Finally, the accounts start flowing, especially from the ladies
A lot of very touching and emotional stories. I thank you all for them, they make me feel warm inside

I'll write up part 4 some time tomorrow - helps to relieve the tension of being away from you wife for so long

This is probably the most touching thread i've seen on NL in recent times. After reading angela's accoutn, I had had to drop my script (culled from nferyn's tales)...2 teardrops from my eyes. Angela..I've a new found respect for you from today. May God be with you and Make Eremo a great woman. We all hope to meet someday to part no more.


Seun, see everybody is married o!..bagoma, even vexxy yeeeeeeeeee!... what are we waiting for?

Angelaz, i feel you!

Dont you worry about your future. The Lord always ever shows up on our behalf and He will in your situation.

It is well with you! But you should remarry Angelaz, at least for the sake of your girl - she needs a father figure in her life. However, pray about it and the lord will send help unto you in this regard.

All the best dear.

Thank you all for feeling me, nothing can be better. I am fine and well now.

dablessed:

Angelaz, i feel you!

Dont you worry about your future. The Lord always ever shows up on our behalf and He will in your situation.

It is well with you! But you should remarry Angelaz, at least for the sake of your girl - she needs a father figure in her life. However, pray about it and the lord will send help unto you in this regard.

All the best dear.

Sure Dablessed, I will get married for love and my daughter again.